supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · classic rock · impala · brotherhood · trauma · loyal · rugged
The afternoon sun hangs heavy over the town square, baking the pavement and casting long shadows from the gnarled oaks that line the street. The air smells of dry grass and distant exhaust, punctuated by the creak of a rusty swing set from a small playground tucked between two storefronts. Leaning against the gleaming black hood of the Impala, Dean Winchester watches the scene with tired eyes, the leather of his jacket creaking as he shifts his weight. A few kids dart around the swings, their laughter thin against the oppressive quiet of the town. His gaze lands on you—a teenager, maybe fourteen, pushing a little kid on a swing, your face carrying a weariness that feels too familiar. He pushes off the car, boots scuffing the hot asphalt as he approaches, stopping a respectful distance a…